Chapter 33: The Forgotten Jungle (8)

"You will be purified," the originally elegant voice became extremely cold at this time, "your tainted mind and the equally tainted blood in your body will be purified, you will lose all traces of this world, and you will not be able to leave even a little dregs ......"

Haim silently endured the pain of the flames burning in his body, and his iron will was fully used at this moment - if it weren't for the *** special 'door' against the 'spirit' spirit bloodline cast by the master of that voice, and he happened to be shocked by the news provided by Sano at the time, the 'spirit' spirit would never be so easy to receive '' - the power of the Aror Divine Bow that was integrated with him was continuously mobilized, and then transported to all parts of the body, resisting the deadly heat.

This resistance undoubtedly slowed down the speed of his body's collapse, but it also caused him to suffer for a longer period of time, and the smell of a fire burning all over his body was enough to make any strong person feel 'desired' to live, but Haim still silently persevered- He had to insist: his unconscious words had hurt his companions, that he would explain everything to them personally, that he and his compatriots had been preparing for countless years to fulfill the dreams of their ancestors, and that the opportunity was now at hand, and that if he gave up, the red-haired spirits might have to wait hundreds or even thousands of years for another chance.

Something mysterious was triggered at this moment, and Heim seemed to hear the soft sound in his head, and then, he clearly saw that a black 'colored' stone flew into the sky from the depths of his soul sea, and 'shot' a light even more dazzling than the sun, illuminating the entire soul space in an instant. In just an instant, infinite power poured out of the depths of his soul like a 'tidal', and then rushed to all parts of his body, where the severely damaged organs recovered as quickly as the dry earth moistened by rain, and the green 'colored' energy that raged in his body and was wrapped in high temperature fell apart in an instant like a wall of sand in a flood.

"This is impossible," the voice exclaimed, "you are just a 'spirit' who betrayed your ancestors, and no betrayer can escape punishment." "The brightness of the green 'color' light scattered in the space increased again, and the whole space was shrouded in an eerie green 'color'.

"Stay away from my friend," a flat voice came at this moment, "he doesn't like to be restrained." With this voice, the pressure around Haim suddenly disappeared without a trace, and then, an invisible 'wave' movement spread around the 'spirit' spirit, and where this 'wave' movement passed, the light that pierced into the 'spirit' spirit turned into countless points of light and dissipated in the air at the first time.

Rhaegar strolled into this mysterious space in the 'hole' of the tree, oblivious to the storm of energy that was surging wildly around him because of his presence, followed by Willy and the Tomahawk, a transparent magical barrier in the middle, fending off attacks from the outside world.

"Lowly creatures, get out of the holy place. There was infinite anger in that voice, and the space inside the entire tree 'hole' began to tremble in this roar, and black 'colored' spatial cracks appeared in the space.

"I'm sorry," Rhaegar said calmly, "but I don't think a man-made object is qualified to call someone that." "The ripples like water 'waves' rippled in the space, easily smoothing the cracks in the space, and at the same time, the incomparably cold air spread in all directions with Wei Li as the center, and the terrible low temperature froze all the energy activities in the space. Eventually, when the cold air stopped expanding, there was no longer any 'wave' of energy in the space, and all the light that originally filled the space disappeared, and a dark tree 'hole' appeared in front of people's eyes.

"You should have arrived later," Rhaegar was getting acquainted with his newly acquired power as he walked up to the regained freedom, the 'elf' spirit was getting acquainted with his newly acquired powers, and he frowned as he looked at his companion, "If you wait a few more minutes, I can take the opportunity to get all the energy in the blackstone." ”

"That's right," Rhaegar said, "we should wait until you're cooked by the light." He looked over to Heim to a corner behind him, "I think that's what makes you lose your mind, and I can feel the 'spirit' mark on it." ”

It was a sword that was 'inserted' into the ground, the slender sword body and the sword hilt that was made of 'fine' and beautiful, full of the style of the 'fine' spirit kingdom period fully explained its longevity, even under the freezing of Wei Li's ice and snow divine power, this sword was still flickering with flickering light, as if it was struggling to break free from the shackles of low temperature.

"A sword spirit?" As one of the inheritors of the red-haired 'elf' spirit, Haim read almost all the surviving 'elf' spirit texts, and he quickly realized the identity of the *** own voice, "My ancestors once conceived of creating some kind of blade with wisdom, but the appearance of the lightning spirit destroyed most of the test subjects, and it is clear that this is a survivor. ”

"The 'elf' spirit shouldn't be restrained by it," Willy said to Rhaegar with a little strange feeling, "as powerful as it is, it is simply not enough to defeat Haim in the absence of a '' controller. ”

"It is the sword of kings. Heim answered the question before Rhaegar said: "This name does not only represent its identity, but also fully describes its unique power, in the kingdom of the 'spirit', this sword has always been worn by the king of the 'spirit', in front of it, all creatures with the blood of the 'spirit' will be restrained by nature, the purer the bloodline, the stronger this restraint effect, as the red-haired 'spirit' spirit of the royal family is powerless to resist it - but I never knew that this sword will actually have a sword spirit." ”

"Of course you don't know," the voice sounded again, this time, everyone found its source, and it was from the sword that the voice came from the sword, "My existence is known only to the noblest 'spirit' spirit king, I am the sword of kings, and a traitor like you who betrays the bloodline is not worthy of holding me in his hands." Although he seemed much weaker, the tone of the sword spirit still revealed the arrogance unique to the ancient 'spirits'.

"I never wanted to master you," said Haim, "and you summoned me on your own initiative." ”

"That's right," the sword spirit said sharply, "I didn't know what I was summoning at the time, your appearance 'confused' and 'confused' me, and made me think of you as a real red-haired 'spirit', and I even wanted you to have the sword of the king! ”

"You're just something created by man," Tomahawk said angrily, "you're not even a living being, and a goblin can take you and do whatever he wants, including cutting up corpses surrounded by feces and putrefaction." ”

This kind of caustic sarcasm is enough to make the sword spirit that inherited the "nature" of the ancient 'spirits' angry, if it is not frozen and loses its ability to move, it will definitely attack the battle axe, and in the flickering of 'fierce' white light, the sword that is 'inserted' on the ground emits a burst of humming, which fully shows the mood of the sword spirit at the moment.